The winged wind tiger is not a third-order spirit beast, stretching out the tiger claw of the right arm, "collapse", the knife mang, and then a claw grabbed Fang Sen, Fang Sen regardless of the tiger claw stretched out to himself, with the help of the power of the winged wind tiger, the body rotated, and shouted "split" again, the knife slashed to the right side of the winged wind tiger's body again, the winged wind tiger wings suddenly raised the body, Fang Sen rotated, shouted "split" the knife mang, and clinged to the winged wind tiger......

If there were an immortal cultivator with a similar cultivation watching from the sidelines, they would find that Fang Sen's legs had been shaking at a certain frequency during the battle, or bounced left and right, up and down, or back and forth. This is a fairy technique called "bullet step" that balances the body and increases strength and speed. And the sword technique he used was called "Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon Thirty-six Chains", one knife superimposed on the other, and the knife was endless.

The battle between Fang Sen and the Winged Wind Tiger was extremely fierce, and the tiger roared and shook the sky, and the sword was full of swords. Fang Sen's set of "chasing the wind and chasing the moon thirty-six chains", once it was used, the knife was in a chain, a knife was faster than a knife, and a knife was stronger than a knife, but it was a pity that he only practiced the eighth knife, and when he reached the eighth knife, the knife had skyrocketed to more than 20 zhang, and finally broke through the defense of the winged wind tiger, and a knife was slashed on its back.

With a "whoosh", Rao is winged tiger with thick skin and thick flesh, and this shocking knife also caused a lot of damage to it.

The winged tiger is also fierce, at the moment of being chopped off, the buttocks twisted, and a tiger tail with Fang Sen's body width brought out a sharp wind sound, and the sound of "snap" was pumped on Fang Sen's retracting knife, Fang Sen hurriedly urged the bullet step, and a few flashes opened the distance between the winged tiger and the wind-stepping tiger.

Fang Sen's face was gloomy, and he was carelessly slapped with a tiger tail, if he hadn't reacted quickly and blocked it with a knife, it was estimated that this tiger tail would have cost him half his life, after all, the body of an immortal cultivator was still far worse than that of a spirit beast.

The winged wind-stepping tiger on the opposite side roared again and again, a pair of blood-red eyes staring at Fang Sen, the feeling of being pressed and beaten by such a bug made it very angry. Gradually, its wings changed from pale cyan to turquoise, and its body was covered with whirlpools of air currents one by one, and it suddenly dodged and pounced on Fang Sen.

Fang Sen's heart tightened, this guy's speed was two or three percent faster. The spirit beasts that are good at wind attacks are very fast, just now Fang Sen used the eight swords he mastered in one go, the intention was to gain the upper hand, limit the speed advantage of the winged wind tiger, and master the rhythm of the battle by himself, which was originally going smoothly, but as a result, he was careless, and he was slapped back by the tiger's tail, and the advantage became less obvious.

After the speed of the winged wind tiger increased, the huge body swirled around Fang Senti, frequently poking out the tiger's claws, throwing out the tiger's tail, and spit out a wind blade from time to time. Fang Sen missed, and took a defensive position, and the sword rays of more than ten zhang were impenetrable by Fang Sen's dance, like a ball of light floating in mid-air.

Just like this, he fought back and forth for half an hour, the winged Wind Tiger had a long physical strength, and although Fang Sen's aura was abundant, there were times when it ran out, and besides, defense was not Fang Sen's way of fighting.

Fang Sen shouted, his clothes were fierce, his black hair danced wildly, Fang Sen exchanged injuries for injuries, resisted two tiger claws, a wind blade, and three slashes in succession on the winged wind tiger, making it offensive, Fang Sen rose up bravely, his body suddenly rose high, and he yelled one after another: "Cut! slash! " The big knife slashed out three swords one after another, and the silver-white sword was like a layer of gold coated and became golden, as if coming from the sky, with boundless domineering slashing towards the winged wind treading tiger.

The pale golden sword was extremely fast, and the winged wind tiger didn't have time to dodge, and with a "whoosh", his body shrank, and his wings closed, forming a large blue-green ball, rapidly spitting out the wind blade......

The first slash of the pale golden sword directly shattered the wind blades all over the sky, the second slash cut on the turquoise ball, breaking through the defense of the winged wind tiger, and the last slash directly cut off its tiger claws......

A huge blood-drenched tiger claw descended from the sky, and the winged tiger screamed and flapped its tattered wings, and did not turn back into the distance, and soon disappeared......

Fang Sen's tall body had returned to its original state, dragging the big knife and standing in the air, still upright, but his face was pale.

Resist the three attacks, although there is a talisman seal to protect the body, but also suffered some injuries, and finally forcibly cast the "three absolute slashes" in the case of aura agitation, which hurt the meridians.

After the aura calmed down a little, Fang Sen plunged down, picked up a tiger claw twice as big as himself, and flew towards the mountain where Fang Xiwen and the three of them were.

"Bang Dang" The tiger claws that were almost the size of two people fell to the ground and brought up a large cloud of dust, and the three of Dongfang Ku looked at the bloody tiger claws and were completely stunned.

Fang Sen, who slowly descended, saw the appearance of the three of them, shook his head, and said calmly: "Make a fire, roast it, I want to heal." After saying that, he found a place to sit down cross-legged.

Dongfang Ku is very shocked now, and what comes to mind is the scene of the battle just now, the mountain-like flying tiger, Fang Sen dragging a big knife, the silver ball, the constantly flashing tiger claws, and the sword of more than ten zhang......

This is in the air, if on land, beloved, how much damage must be done?

The first to come back to his senses was Fang Xiwen, "Okay, it's over, let's quickly roast this tiger meat, it is estimated that Fang Sen's injury will help." ”

"Yes, yes, what Xiaowen said is right, hurry up, help Fang Sen recover his body. Li Deguang responded to the side.

"Okay," Dongfang nodded bitterly, "How do you bake it?"

Li Deguang pondered, "What to wash, spirit beast flesh and blood are good things." In this way, Xiaowen condensed the ice knife, cut the tiger claws into small pieces, and roasted them with fire. ”

Fang Xiwen asked on the side, "What are you doing?"

Li Deguang's face was calm, "I'll wait to eat." ”

......

To say that this third-order spirit beast is a third-order spirit beast, Fang Xiwen's spiritual qi knife is also very difficult to cut, and it took a long time to cut off a small section of the tiger's finger.

"I'm rubbing, it's too hard, it's like this, it's so hard, I guess that guy is standing in front of me, and I can't hurt it. Fang Xiwen kept his hands and muttered in his mouth.

"Are you okay, I'm thinking about whether I can roast this piece of meat or not?" Dongfang bitterly looked at such a large piece of tiger meat in front of him and had a headache.

Condensed flames held the tiger meat in mid-air, and for a while, looking at the tiger meat without movement, Dongfang grinned bitterly, and output it with all his might, and the aura flame completely wrapped the tiger meat......

As time passed, Dongfang Ku's face was gloomy, "I said Xiaowen, is there still a spiritual liquid?"

Fang Xiwen was cutting hard, and said when he heard the words: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Dongfang's bitter face twitched, "I'm running out of aura." ”

"Bang dang" The ice blade in Fang Xiwen's hand fell to the ground......

Near noon, Dongfang Ku finally roasted the tiger meat after consuming three bottles of spiritual liquid.

In the middle, Fang Xiwen stopped the skate blade in his hand early, because Dongfang Bitter couldn't be roasted, and the rest of the time he spent the rest of the time with Li Deguang holding his chin, watching Dongfang Bitter Barbecue, and commenting from time to time.